Chapter 1011: Big Guy, He's a Little Boss 17

"Huh?"

Qinghui's voice sounded slowly, and her reaction was always half a beat slower in matters other than eating, sleeping, and fighting.

Mingyue's gaze fell on Qinghui's face, with a little thought, and then reached out and nodded on Qinghui's somewhat fleshy little face, his eyes were inexplicable.

I don't know if it's because he absorbed a part of the power that he originally thought was a chicken rib, but he just clicked it so lightly, thinking about the movements of the two people just now, as the heart that was anthropomorphic as a machine spirit, the speed of beating was a little fast.

Mingyue licked the corners of her lips, feeling this strange feeling.

Qinghui, who was tapped on the cheek, couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Reaching out and grabbing his fingers, his brow furrowed, "What are you going to do?" ”

Let Lord Lingjian guess every time, if you don't say it, how can Lord Lingjian know?

"What was that called?"

Mingyue spoke in a low voice, stretching out her hand and pointing in one direction.

Qinghui's soft little hand was still pinching his fingers, propping himself up, and looking in the direction he was pointing.

The couple just kissed, but they didn't get too close, holding hands, standing on the large jewelry stall next to them, looking at hairpins and the like with their eyes lowered, and whispering from time to time to discuss a few words.

It looks ordinary and sweet.

But in Qinghui's eyes, he didn't understand what he wanted to know after watching it for a long time.

So he opened his mouth suspiciously, "Hairpin? ”

Do you want a hairpin?

Do you want Lord Spirit Sword to buy it for you?

But the Spirit Sword Master is penniless, and it takes your money to buy a sugar gourd.

But no one can be wronged by their sword.

Qinghui still seriously thought about it, if he had a flying sword performance on the street, could he earn a hairpin money.

Then I felt the breath of the bright moon coming up.

Touched her on the side of her cheek.

Qinghui paused.

!!!

You take advantage of Lord Spirit Sword!!

But Mingyue also laughed, held her cheeks, and said lazily, "It's not a hairpin, it's this." ”

Qinghui pinched the sugar gourd in his hand, looked at him for a long time, and approached suddenly.

Mingyue was stunned for a moment, instinct made him want to retreat, but because it was Qinghui who came up, he restrained this instinct and stayed in place.

Feeling Qinghui take a sip on his face.

Mingyue froze slightly.

The heartbeat, which was already somewhat uncontrollable, is now more like a wild horse that has taken off the reins, one at a time, and it does not stop at all.

Seeing him like this, Qinghui raised his chin slightly with a little satisfaction.

The small chin is delicate and fair, and it is a little arrogant and arrogant and cute when it is raised like this.

"The other side."

Pink lips slightly opened, with a tone of course.

Let him turn his head sideways, and kiss him.

Obviously, I was quite dissatisfied with the fact that I had just been kissed first.

To come back.

It's not enough to come back.

More than you do!

Mingyue dug a pit, jumped in by herself, and handed Qinghui a 'pink shovel' and asked Qinghui to bury him.

His body froze slightly, and the sound of his heartbeat in his ears became louder and louder.

What is that like?

Qinghui had already leaned closer, grabbed his face, and turned to the other side.

It's another bite.

A little prickly.

It was the sugar flakes on the corners of the little girl's lips that pierced his cheeks, and they seemed to be sticking to his face.

For a while, Mingyue didn't know what to say.

Then Qinghui stuffed the sugar gourd that he had eaten the sugar outside into his mouth.

Mingyue subconsciously bites.

…… Sour.